Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Headlock, artist - Cousin Stizz. Date of issue: 17.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Headlock |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Doin' what they can’t 'cause it’s deadlock |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Yeah, almost fell out |
| How did I know you would sell out? |
| I hit the block and I sellout |
| Plug in LA, put the mail out |
| Niggas be waitin' for handouts |
| I roll the blunts size of dreadlocks |
| Most of my sneakers is dead-stock |
| I fuck the bitch 'til the bed rocks |
| I will not sell from the crib though |
| No service there like a dead spot |
| I don’t eat pig 'cause I smell cop |
| I been this way since the sandbox |
| And I must live where I cannot |
| Impossible? |
| Why the hell not? |
| I’m more lucky than shamrock |
| All my dogs cold, and the lead hot |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Doin' what they can’t 'cause it’s deadlock |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Bad bitches walkin' on some red bottoms |
| Countin' up the racks, I be playin' with 'em |
| Iced out Patek, hundred thou' on my arm |
| Got yo' bitch on the run, yeah she callin' me the Don |
| The Actavis, it got a nigga in a headlock |
| Flintstone diamonds, make these bitches bed rock |
| Hoppin' in the coupe, drop top, robot |
| Everybody gotta stick, ain’t no Glocks |
| Just popped the perc, I ain’t fuckin' with the xan |
| Yeah, shawty bad but lil' mama a fan |
| I’m the engine that told you I can |
| Big bank take lil' bank, the battle of bands |
| Heart of a lion, I ain’t scared of these niggas |
| Hoppin' in that lamb, switch gears on these niggas |
| Heat tryna kill, put a tear on a nigga |
| He dead and gone nigga, pour a beer for your nigga |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Doin' what they can’t 'cause it’s deadlock |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| These days I run it like Ricky, I’m Ross |
| What does it take, turn yourself to a boss |
| I’m getting oral, B, you know I floss |
| Straight to the bread at all costs |
| Those diamonds ain’t real, boy, so knock it off |
| Hittin' the 4 'til I’m noddin' off |
| Smokin' the gas with the CVs and rastas |
| Just spent $ 100 on one plate of pasta |
| Green and the red I’m like Blanca |
| Play with the team, turn to Contra |
| Rollie in water like lobster |
| Me and three bitches in Benihana |
| I ain’t their daddy, they call me papa |
| Hundred bands come up of fifty dollars |
| Watch out for snakes like a Gucci collar |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Doin' what they can’t 'cause it’s deadlock |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock |
| Tryna cross me, boy? |
| You better not |
| 4 until 4, almost fell out |
| I put the drank in a headlock |
| I-I put the drank in a headlock |